Home > Work > The Illusions of Hope
1 " There’s nothing more poisonous to a community than rumors and gossips. They taint the good character of those who effortlessly stand out. They provide mediocre individuals with a means to become relevant. They set in like gangrene and eat away at the sense of decency that differentiates humans from animals. "
― Wiss Auguste , The Illusions of Hope
2 " She was flabbergasted by the backward thinking of humankind. The damaging double standards that fueled gender disparity infuriated her. "
3 " She had only been around humans for a few days, and she had already embroiled herself in one of the most intricate social dilemmas: to stand out or to fit in? "
4 " As he seemed to be losing control, Hope licked the palm of her left hand, slid it into his already unbuttoned pants, and reached for his soul. "
5 " She felt rage boiling inside of her, begging to get out, begging to be set free. She succumbed to the supplications of her inner beast. She set her rage free. "
6 " The desert was a prison without bars. Her fear was her shackles. "
7 " Yet, even the nicest places on earth become boring in due course. The greatest moments become dull and tedious once the flame of excitement ceases to burn. "
8 " She pitied these women trapped in this semblance of happiness. She pitied their daughters being raised in this modernized cult of domesticity. "
9 " Melodiousness rolled over her tongue and out of her mouth whenever she spoke. Her eloquence equaled her elegance. "
10 " When it comes to matters of the heart, there are no quadrants or formulas that can be used to measure the truthfulness of words and actions. It is always a gamble, an educated guess at best. "
11 " Their sense of entitlement was about as big as their egos, and their egos were twice the size of their brains. Decency was a foreign concept to them; Hope ignored them all and walked into her room. "
12 " Once again, she was free. Once again, she found peace. It was music that freed her soul from the dungeon of her mind. "
13 " Fear was etched on her face like a gypsy curse carved on precious stones. "
14 " Her legs were heavy. A grunt followed each step she took. Each step she took sent a painful sensation up her spine. Each step she took caused her knees to wobble. Yet she walked. "
15 " Self-confidence is notoriously fickle when it is defined by factors beyond one's control. "
16 " His warmth was her sweet obsession. His smile was her sunshine; his kisses became her addiction. "
